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Men & Women; Ears Apart

July 25th 2007 11:28
Shortly after arriving I was to be hit with a huge pain of loss, I was so homesick that it almost hurt. I come from an extremely small family, all of whom have relied on me heavily and all who are back home in Queensland. I have never been away like this before, and sure I know we all grow up and leave the nest to discover the big bad world but I had no idea that it could really hurt so much. Or that I could feel so guilty for leaving everyone behind.

Not only that but in one trip down south I had lost my independence somewhere along the Princess Highway. I had to depend on my Fiancé for everything; I had no car to get around, we had merged bank accounts before we left so I had no bank cards yet to access any money, I had no credit on my phone and I was miles away from being familiar with anything or anyone.


It was very hard to talk about any of this with my Fiancé as men just don’t listen like women. I tried to explain my homesickness to him, but somewhere in my pain and his wanting to fix the unfixable the communication broke down and frustration came into play. I withdrew and both our days got a lot better, but it made me realise the communication barrier that had failed so many relationships in the past.

What I have come to discover is that a man listens and want to fix, then when it cannot be fixed becomes somewhat defeated. That’s when they start to take it personally, like he just cannot make the partner happy,.. And thus comes a whole round of other issues. I have heard it a hundred times in reference to failed relationships “I can’t do this anymore I just don’t know how to make you happy.”

Men just do not seem to realise that a lot of the time a women just needs to have her feelings heard, and sympathised with. That alone can make one feel much better about almost any issue.

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The Housewarming Gift

July 25th 2007 06:20
When we first arrived at our brand new house at the start of our very exciting new journey I was brimming with such hope and happiness. We had driven down together, taking five days to enjoy the trip down whilst crammed in a hippy van packed with furniture and a cat at my feet. We had a wonderful time and successfully crossed two state borders without killing each other, a great start to the new life together by most people’s standards.

We pulled up in our new driveway at our new house as a newly engaged couple I was so excited. Although I had not spent my life planning the first night in the first house purchased as Man and Wife to be, I am an optimist and Romantic at heart. So my behaviour mirrored that which I had been shown time and time again throughout my life. I was ecstatic, and as the new bride to be was looking forward to also christening our new house in the traditional way of today’s society. We had laughed and joked the whole trip down about our first night as most young couples in love do.

It was almost dark, and was a cold evening. That’s when I received the gift that all brimming bride to be’s wish for,… there sitting on our brand new front steps was my new roommate, my Fiancé’s younger Brother that I had yet to meet. I knew that he was to move in with us while we lived down south and assumed could have been as early as the weekend, three glorious days away. I did not realise that that fateful Wednesday at 6.30 pm my dreams would be shattered and that he would have no sense or thought for the newly engaged couple on their new journey as he waited on the step bags packed looking forward to moving into our house. My first bride to be fantasy was stripped from me in that instant.

We have now lived in our house seven weeks, our house is STILL yet to be christened.
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A Brief Introduction

July 24th 2007 07:31
The last twelve months has seen me enter a world that I have never imagined, nor wanted to be a part of. It seems so long ago now I was living up on the Gold Coast totally independent where I had a professional career and lead a typical single life. I loved being single, I had no ambitions to find "the one" to marry. I really didn't want anything to change. Although I was looking forward to moving off the Gold Coast for a new experience, but that had taken me years and was just one thing that I had yet to accomplish.

To keep this introduction brief, less than twelve months later here I am a Bride to be, living with my soon to be husband in Victoria in our new house, with our accounts merged, two states from everything and everyone I know. I'm not working and I had to leave my car behind which was my favourite companion and source of independence. My life has reversed within a blink of an eye.

I have many emotions and thoughts running wild through my veins, but no where else to disperse them. Some are very personal; some are just my experiences to share.

So now here I write under the veil of anonymity, as a bride to be.

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